a room not only designated as a nursery but an actual nursery where Louisa slept every single day. His ward’s response told him that she was accepting her sister’s life. He gently moved his wife from his chest only to sit her up and then pull her nightgown up and over her head. Louisa shivered as he tossed her gown to the floor.
“I know it was naughty, Papa,” Louisa said, her fingers twisting in her lap, her eyes searching his.
Edward settled himself against the headboard and reached out to tuck a curl behind her ear. “It seems to me that you’re trying to tell me something more, Louisa. Tell me, little one, do you need a spanking to be able to forgive yourself?”
Louisa flushed at the question, but her head nodded. Edward was willing to bet he wasn’t the only one a bit surprised at her answer. He patted his lap and with another blush, watched as his wife crawled forward to lay herself over his thighs.
“Papa,” she said quietly. “May… may I have my spanking?”
Edward had not intended to spank her. He understood she had made an honest error. However, she was his little one. She felt guilty and he knew that she was a true submissive and would not truly accept his forgiveness without first having her bottom warmed. He lifted his hand from where it had been resting on her beautiful little bottom and gave his wife what she needed. Louisa was soon sobbing as he lit a fire in her backside. Despite his original intent not to spank her, when she was across his lap, no matter that she’d willingly put herself there, he’d punish her. She was not to be released until he felt that she was a well-spanked little girl. When her bottom turned from pink to a bright red, Edward stopped and lifted her up and off the bed.
“Go to your naughty corner, Louisa,” he said. She nodded and ran naked to place herself against the wall. Edward smiled at her quick obedience and enjoyed the sight of her red bottom in the soft light of the room. After only a few minutes, he called her to him. Louisa turned, her face showing her surprise at his leniency but quickly ran to the bed where he lifted her and put her back over his knees. She dared not speak, but waited for her husband to guide her. He rubbed his palm over her hot bare bottom. Edward knew what his wife expected, but he did the opposite.
“I forgive you, little lady,” he said. “I told you that your secrets would be no more. I suppose I should have expected this. Has she seen your nursery for herself?”
“No, Papa,” she said. “I didn’t know if you would be upset with me. I did tell her about our dolls. Is that okay?” she asked, her voice quivering just a bit as a result of her spanking and nervousness about the possibility of another. Edward smiled, knowing his little wife slept with her doll in her crib every afternoon. His hand continued to stroke her bottom and he chuckled.
“Well, since I’ve already spanked your little bottom, I suppose that’s fine. Perhaps you should give Lucy her doll. Do you think she would like that?” he asked.
“Yes, Papa, thank you,” Louisa said as another smile appeared. “I know she loved Nellie when we were little.”
“You, my girl, are still little,” he reminded her. She flushed but nodded, giving him a smile that had his heart skip a beat.
“I know, Papa. I’ll always be little to you.”
“That’s right, as long as you live, even if we have our own little ones one day. You may have to grow up for our children, but Louisa, in this room you will always and forever be my special little lady. You will always go across my lap and be spanked when you are naughty,” Edward said, and Louisa nodded, accepting the truth of his words. After another few minutes, Edward continued, “I know that sisters tend to tell each other almost everything, Louisa.” He moved his hand to press against her inner thigh. She shuddered but obediently opened her legs for him. Her bottom still burned, but Edward knew that wasn’t the only place his little one felt a throbbing heat. With another gentle press, he forced her to she spread herself even more.
“However, little one,” he said as he moved his hand from her thigh to cup her sex. He